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zip it

zip it

“it wears a sexy dress whose zipper always gets stuck, and whose fingers can’t help but reveal the frenzy with which its attached itself to skin refusing to removed; stuck mid-zip in the middle of mere introduction, marked for storage in the closeted zip drives of multiple people who wouldn’t recognize me in person wearing my skin, let alone touching the story on my (groovy) hips.”

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